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Book1:TeDream-Maker (3 / 184)_

        "What!I”vesleptforsolong?Nowthatyoumentionit,I’mstarved!”saidDimitriandheheardhisstomachgrowlinprotest.Mariannahandedhimacupofhotchocote.

        "Thereisfriedchiandhamsandwithebag.Heatitupa.Why’tyoustayawakeandfindsomeworktodoinsteadoflivinginyourdreams?"shescolded."Whydon’tyoueandliveinmygarage?Youwon’tbeinanybody’swayandyou’llhaveadetroofoveryourhead.”

        "No,thankyou,ma’am.Thanksfortheoffer,butI’musedtoithere.Tomethemostimportantthingistokeepupmyvitality.Thankstoyou,Ihaveenoughfoodtosustainmyphysicalhealthandkeepupmybrainactivities.Therestissuperfluousandmeannothingtome."

        "OK,"saidMariannaresignedly,"Youdon’thavetothankme.Youwashmydwearequits.Getupyourchiandsandwidgooutthereandgathermaterialforyourdreams."

        Afterthesplendidbreakfast,heputonhisnewshirtandshoeswhichhehadretrievedfromthegarbagethedaybefore,ahatlifeingeneralwasfineindeed.Sopushinghiscartinfrontofhim,hewentoutintotheworld."IwonderwhatI’llfindtodaytoweaveintomydreams”hethought.Everydaywasfreshaohim.Hehadafeelingofexpecy,likeachildgoingtoDisneyrolledaimlesslyaround,watgpassers-byhurryingtowardstheirdestinations."Whyaretheyinsuchahurry?"hewondered."Lifeshouldbepcid,tobeenjoyed,notsohurried...”Thedaypassedwithouthisseeinganythingoutoftheordinary.Dimitriwasdisappointed."Uh-uh,nomaterialformydreamstonight.It’sgettingte."Justthen,hesawanoldcouplewalkinghand-in-hand,takingtheireveningstroll.Theingtired.theysatontheparkbench.

        "Honey”saidtheoldmantohiswife,”Sonnyboywrotetousyesterday,askingustogototheirpceforChristmas.He’sagoodboy."

        "Youknow,darling,"hiswifereplied,"notonlyourson,htertoo,hasinvitedusforChristmas.Theyarebothgoodchildren,butwhichpceshouldwegoto?”Simpleasthesewordswere,Dimitricouldseelove,happiranquillityandasenseofprideofhavingmadesomethingoutoftheirlives.Theirlife,theirlovewaslikeabarrelofwine,whichhavingbeenbrewedawholelifetime,wasnowperfedfittodrioodrockstill,deeplyimpressedbytheoldcouplebeforehim.

        “Therewassomethingworthwhileinthislifeafterall,”hethought.

        DimitriwasavagabondwithmorethaiwasteandtoofarawayfromMarianna’srestauranttogetsomethi,sohedecidedtofindoneofhisnumerousrestingpdturnin.Helookedaround.Thepcewouldbetheabandonedsewer,hedecided.Itwasthehuntinggroundofprostitutes,theirpimps,drugdealersandtheirers.ButthesewerenothingtoDimitri.Whenhecametothesewer,hegathereduphisstybelongingsfromthecartwhichheleftagainstthewall,thenpullingupthelidoftheman-hole,hesteppedgingerlydownthenarrowdder.Hehadn’tusedthispceforafewmonthsnowandwasn’tasfamiliarwithitasheusedtobe.Inthedark,hisfoottouchedsomethingsoftandwarm.Itwasamoaninghumanbody.

        Dimitrilithiskeroseoveandsawayounggirl,noolderthanfifteen,curledupinaheapontheground,withtearsandnasalmucusalloverherface.Shewasmoaningandshiveringuntrolbly.

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